Page 154 of Unruly

Catherine shook her hear. “Nope, Ma has trained them well.”

“And you, Catherine.”

She looked at her friend.

He simply smiled at her.

“You think?” she asked.

Miguel shrugged. “They see you, but they see just enough of her, too.”

Catherine let out a small sigh. “Good.”

“You look tired, reginella.”

It was only then that Catherine realized she had not told Miguel her little secret.

“I’m pregnant,” she said.

Miguel’s brow shot up high. “Congrats.”

“I was just thinking it’ll be nice to finally enjoy it.”

“Are you already packed up?”

“Yep.”

“Not even surprised.”

She pointed at her friend. “I fully expect you to take the whole month to relax with your wife. Take her somewhere, Miguel. The kids, too. Do something.”

“Already got plans, reginella.”

Catherine grinned. “Of course. Oh, was that you who called me earlier?”

“When?”

“When I was in here with the girls.”

Miguel cocked a brow. “No.”

It couldn’t have been Cross. That would have been too early for him. His run wouldn’t nearly be close to being over.

“Probably my mother or father for Cece,” Catherine said. “I’ll grab a shower, and then call them back. I need to relax after a day like this. You good here?”

Miguel leaned back, and covered his eyes with a beefy arm. “Perfect, Catherine.”

“Don’t fall asleep and get drowsy. You still need to drive me to the airstrip.”

“I’m on vacation for a month, remember? No bossing me around.”

Catherine poked him in the forehead as she passed. “Still your boss, vacation or not.”

“Your phone has been ringing for the last fifteen minutes nonstop,” Miguel mumbled into his arm.

Catherine dragged a towel through her damp hair as she crossed the room. “And you didn’t think to answer it?”

“Not my phone, reginella.”